Author's Note: Roflmao. Need I say more?
Disclaimer: How much does it cost to own Yu-Gi-Oh? Ahh! Just kidding! Just kidding!
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"Hm," said Yami as he opened up the box. Inside were strange red sticks, a long black pencil, and several other strange, foreign things.
The Dark Magician shook himself as he came out of his card.
"Do you know what this is?" Yami asked his faithful friend. The Dark Magician stared at the pink box. He'd heard Tea talking about things like this. It was called 'make up'.
Yami pondered this. "Sort of like... war paint?"
Dark Magician shrugged. 'Make up' was for humans. How was he to know?
Excited, Yami pulled out the pencil and drew around his eyes. To his delight and amazement, the pencil left rich, thick lines around his eyes, looking like kohl (in case no one knows what this is, kohl is an ancient Egyptian kind of mascara. Both men and women used it).
He gestured for the Dark Magician to get him something else to use. Looking into the box, Dark Magician spotted the red sticks and gave one to Yami.
Yami painted his face with signs of the sun with the red stick (a.k.a. 'lipstick').
"Hey, I look good," said Yami, partly to himself, partly to the Dark Magician. Naturally, the Magician agreed.
Elated, Yami went into Yugi's room and found a white blanket, which he wrapped around his waist, Ancient Egyptian style. Meanwhile the Dark Magician stole some jewellery from another cardboard box marked with, surprise, 'Jewellery', and draped the gold and silver chains over Yami.
"I need a crown!" commanded Yami, and the Dark Magician found a toque (I'm Canadian and proud of it!) that fit.
Needless to say, Yami was proud, a Pharaoh once again, and he wanted to show off.
"Wait till I show Aibou!" He ran down the stairs, the Dark Magician following eagerly.
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Author's Note: I hope you people appreciate this fic! I'm spending my lunch time writing this!
Disclaimer: How much does it cost to own Yu-Gi-Oh? Ahh! Just kidding! Just kidding!
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"Hm," said Yami as he opened up the box. Inside were strange red sticks, a long black pencil, and several other strange, foreign things.
The Dark Magician shook himself as he came out of his card.
"Do you know what this is?" Yami asked his faithful friend. The Dark Magician stared at the pink box. He'd heard Tea talking about things like this. It was called 'make up'.
Yami pondered this. "Sort of like... war paint?"
Dark Magician shrugged. 'Make up' was for humans. How was he to know?
Excited, Yami pulled out the pencil and drew around his eyes. To his delight and amazement, the pencil left rich, thick lines around his eyes, looking like kohl (in case no one knows what this is, kohl is an ancient Egyptian kind of mascara. Both men and women used it).
He gestured for the Dark Magician to get him something else to use. Looking into the box, Dark Magician spotted the red sticks and gave one to Yami.
Yami painted his face with signs of the sun with the red stick (a.k.a. 'lipstick').
"Hey, I look good," said Yami, partly to himself, partly to the Dark Magician. Naturally, the Magician agreed.
Elated, Yami went into Yugi's room and found a white blanket, which he wrapped around his waist, Ancient Egyptian style. Meanwhile the Dark Magician stole some jewellery from another cardboard box marked with, surprise, 'Jewellery', and draped the gold and silver chains over Yami.
"I need a crown!" commanded Yami, and the Dark Magician found a toque (I'm Canadian and proud of it!) that fit.
Needless to say, Yami was proud, a Pharaoh once again, and he wanted to show off.
"Wait till I show Aibou!" He ran down the stairs, the Dark Magician following eagerly.
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Author's Note: I hope you people appreciate this fic! I'm spending my lunch time writing this!